I used to love it when she smiled...Now all it means is she's happy without me.

So there goes my butterflies...They left when she did

I welcome misery with opens arms; it's the only thing close to me these days..

She tells me she's in loves, my heart pounds. It shatters when I find out she's with him.

So, we're in love. But there's just one problem; I love her, she loves him.

So, like a bad habit I'll continue to come back to you. I just wish you'd stop pushing me away

So thanks for the knife in the back-its as painful as loving you was.